My cries of pleasure grow louder and I writhe against his mouth as he drives me higher and higher towards my peak. Beau reaches down, slowly pushing two of his thick fingers into me. The bite of pain mixed with the pleasure sends me flying and I come with a shout. I can’t keep my hands above my head any longer and I reach down, holding Beau’s face to my pussy as I rock my hips and grind my pussy against his face. Beau moans as more and more of my cream pours out and rubs along his mouth and chin.
When my orgasm has finally finished and I come down from my high, I collapse against the mattress and try to catch my breath. Beau places one more kiss on my clit and I jerk at the sensation, still so sensitive from everything he just did to me.
I feel him start to move but my eyes fall closed and just like that, I’m out.
Seven
Beau
* * *
I wake to Holly wrapped around me. She’s basically draped across me and I wonder if I pulled her on top of me in my sleep or if she moved. The last thing I remember from last night is her passing out after I made her come on my mouth the third time and I had pulled her in close to my side and covered us both up before I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
I smile as Holly sighs and cuddles closer to me. Her legs spread wider on top of me and my aching cock settles into the V of her legs. I can feel the heat of her even through my pajama pants and I groan as she rocks once on top of me.
Ford whines at the foot of the bed and I look over to see that it’s already close to 10 am. I’ve never slept this late in my life and I know it’s because I stayed up late getting lost in Holly. Ford probably has to go outside so as much as I hate to do it, I slowly slide Holly off of me and climb out of bed.
I have to adjust my thick cock on the walk to the front door but I don’t think there’s a position that would make it hurt less.
I let Ford out and head into the kitchen, making myself a cup of coffee and Holly a cup of hot chocolate. At this rate, I’m going to need to go back to the store and pick up another box. I head back to let Ford in when he scratches at the door and I’m about to bring the cups back to the bedroom when Holly pads out to join me.
“Morning,” she says, her cheeks blushing slightly as she seems to remember that she’s not wearing any pants.
Her t-shirt clings to the tops of her thick thighs and to the swells of her breasts and my mouth waters at the sight.
“Morning,” I reply, passing her cup of hot chocolate to her.
“Thanks,” she murmurs before she takes a sip. “Happy Christmas Eve,” she says after a minute and I smile.
“Is that a thing?” I tease her and she giggles.
“It can be our thing,” she says and I love the sound of that.
“Alright. Happy Christmas Eve,” I tell her and then because I can’t stop myself, I close the distance between us and press my lips against hers.
“What are we going to do to celebrate?” She asks as she finishes off her hot chocolate.
“Well, I was going to work on your car, but since it’s Christmas Eve… how about we find ourselves a Christmas tree and grab some more decorations.”
“Perfect!” Holly says, excitement and Christmas cheer practically radiating off of her.
Holly heads back to get dressed and I head into the kitchen to get Ford his food. He gives me a look when I set his bowl down and I sigh.
“I know, I know. I don’t want her to leave either.”
He sniffs and then digs into his food. I set our cups in the sink, washing them really quick before I move down the hallway to get dressed too. Holly is just coming out of the bedroom, a pair of tight blue jeans, a thick green sweater, and a pair of fuzzy socks on her feet.
“I just need to get dressed and then we can go,” I tell her and she nods, pointing up at the mistletoe.
I gladly give her what she wants, bending down and cradling her head in my hand as I kiss her. This time, she slips her tongue into my mouth first and I pull her closer to me. I’ll never get sick of this and I wonder how I’m going to be able to let her go in a few days. I wonder how long I can say I’m working on her car so that she has to stay here with me.
Ford barks at us and we break apart, smiling softly at each other.
“I’ll be two minutes,” I tell her before I bend down and give her one last peck.
I dress in a hurry and meet Holly out in the kitchen. She has two bagels waiting for us and we grab Ford and head outside to the truck. I kick myself as I help her up into the cold truck. I should have come out earlier and warmed it up for her. I make a mental note to do that from now on as Holly passes me a bagel and we take off down the road.
It’s snowing lightly and I drive slowly down the road. There’s a Christmas tree farm a few miles outside of town and I head that way. Holly sings along to the Christmas songs on the radio and Ford sits between us, his tail wagging the whole way.
The Christmas tree farm is deserted when we get there. Of course it is, only a grinch like me doesn’t have a Christmas tree by Christmas Eve. Ford and Holly hop out on the other side and I grab the axe out of the back before I tuck Holly into my side and we head to check out the trees.
The only trees left are small and sickly looking ones and I briefly wonder if I’ll even need an axe to cut one of them down.
“Sorry. None of these are that great, huh?” I ask as Ford runs around the small lot sniffing everything.
“They’re perfect! It’s like a Charlie Brown Christmas! I love that movie,” Holly says excitedly as she checks out all of the tiny pathetic looking trees.
I love that she can always see the positive in every situation. It doesn’t make sense for someone so cheerful would be into someone so grumpy but by some miracle, it looks like Holly might be. Maybe it’s a Christmas miracle.
Holly finally decides on a tree and we get it chopped down, paid for, and loaded into the back of the truck in no time. Ford jumps up front and I help Holly in, stealing a kiss before I close the door.
We head to the general store next and Holly stays out in the truck with Ford while I run in and grab more decorations. In no time, we’re back at home, our Christmas tree set up, decorations all over the place, and a cup of hot chocolate for each of us.
After lunch, we head outside and Holly plays with Ford while I string up the lights we got. Ford hates the inflatable decorations and Holly is giggling as he barks at them. Her cheeks are rosy, her eyes bright and I think that’s the moment that I fall in love with Holly.
She came into my life by accident but she fits there so perfectly. She makes me see the bright side of things, makes me happy, and my dog loves her. How am I supposed to let her go after all of this?
Eight
Holly
* * *
I should be exhausted. Beau and I spent today setting the tree up and decorating it before we made dinner and watched some Christmas movies on TV. My eyes had been closing for the last half hour so Beau shut the TV off and said it was time for bed. I had thought that I was going to be out before my head even hit the pillow but as soon as he turned the lights off and crawled into bed beside me, I was wide awake.
It felt like a current was running through my body and I can’t seem to lay still. My thighs keep pressing together and it feels like my breasts are heavier. They’re rubbing against my t-shirt and it’s driving me crazy.